Inside Her Heart(Dedicated To My Wife) - Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY
The waters of life are creating a whirlpool of romance for her heart to enslave forever.
Singing in the moonlight of her temple, she climbs the rhetoric of his words and descends into his lava of lies.
Dreaming of her distant island of shame, she escapes the fortitude of her honor with tears of pain.
She is cascading the Milky Way of her time with rains of despair that she has inside her heart.
Driven to unquenchable fires of lost love, she develops an obscurity of hidden eyes of desires.
Within the sea of her mind her dream is lost at sea with her soul of happiness and she drowns in his abyss.
Cultivated in love with her emotions drawn from the well of truth, she refrains from his kisses of insatiable drops of honey.
Caressing her thoughts, she transforms her weakness into the brilliance of life inside her heart.
Walking in her gift of unwavering self, her love of one is manifested in her quest of one.
She delights in the awareness of her beauty from within; the moon shapes her walk with angels' harps playing.
She clothes herself with a majestic arrow of confidence and dances on Orion with the planet Venus.
Inside her heart she found the foundation of her life without exhaling outside her heart.
Written by Theodore Mosley
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